Love is flight.

I used to believe that the strongest love was one that were never noticed or returned.

Now I realize that there's more than that.

Feelings that aren't returned, they're so strong they hurt.

I know this because I've felt that hurt.


The hurt that doesn't go away, and only gets stronger the more you think about it.

The hurt that kills you inside, yet you can't stay away, like an addiction.

The hurt that makes you desperately want to shout out your feelings, in the hopes that you'll feel better.

The hurt that disappears when that person smiles at you.


You must realize, love is not hurt.


Love is not needing to see their face to ease the pain.

Love is not looking with longing at someone who doesn't know how you feel.

Love is not sitting alone, wishing for a chance.

Love is not hurt.


Love is so much more than that!

Love is feeling the touch of another, and feeling how right it is.

Love is knowing someone so well, words become unnecessary.

Love is sacrifice without having to be asked.



Love is a miracle.

Love is f l i g h t.